"Fin," I whispered, unable to hide my confusion about his words. "I... I don't know what to say."
Fin took my hand in his. His touch was warm and reassuring, a stark contrast to the cold emptiness I often felt when thinking about Leon. "You don't have to say anything right now," he replied softly. "I just needed you to know how I feel. I love you, and I want to be there for you, in every way possible."
My eyes grew wider in shock, the reality of Fin's confession clashing with the unyielding truth of my feelings for Leon. Memories of stolen glances, secret smiles, and the painful night we spent together flooded my thoughts. Leon, with his piercing eyes and intoxicating presence, had captured my heart in a way no one else ever could. But his engagement loomed over any dreams I had, a const
